Day 2 Go West
Sunday 8th March 2015
We wake to the smell of the Aussie bush. After walking around town looking at the houses, shops and the river the three of us try to attach Veewee’s new pole carrier to the underside of her new van. Of course, this may seem a simple task to most members of our caravan club but to us climbing Everest would have been easier. We take turns in rolling about under the chassis and groaning while Tillie leaps about giving dog assistance (not). Woody had left the clips from one end at home so attaching one end cap keeps Veewee and I busy for at least an hour until Woody suggests gaffer tape. We’re halfway through when the Ollies arrive with the family in tow for a final farewell. Double or Nuthin’ gets roped in to cut a few bolts with his hacksaw. Then it’s back under the van and a lot more rolling in the dirt before the job is done. I guess we have learnt that if we can’t fix anything with cable ties, gaffer tape or silicon on this trip then we’re stuffed.
The caretaker Phil Brock (yep, Brockies* brother) and Sue the policeman’s wife join us for a few drinks and a chat about the district. They’re charming folk.
*Brockie – the late Peter Brock champion racing driver
Towing Kms: 0